Showing posts with label The Sound Of Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Sound Of Music. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Tuesday Tidbits 7

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DD (from the toilet): Whoa!
Me (calling from another room): What happened?
DD: I almost fell in the toilet. Whoa! You almost didn't have a girl. Whoa!
Me: Whoa!

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More DD observations on The Sound Of Music
Singing along: Shalom, farewell, da da da da, goodbye-aye....

We are a little obsessed with who's going up to 1st Grade after the summer and who's staying in Kindergarten for another year. We are staying in K. When the children march down the stairs...
DD: That big girl, she's olah le kita yood! Whoa! (She's going up to 10th Grade!)

DD: I want to be in that song with Maria.
Me: Which song?
DD: ALL of them.

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DD: Mummy I love you so much. Let's get married.
Me: You can't marry your mummy. You have to marry someone else.
DD: Awwww, why not? I want to.
Another time, after I used the word 'no' on the subject of ice-cream...
DD: Right, that's it! I'm not your friend! I'm not getting married with you! You can marry someone else!


Wednesday, June 19, 2013

The Sound Of Music And Me

A local dvd library was closing down and I heard they were selling off stock cheaply. I went with my heart set on getting The Sound Of Music to watch with DD. But I'd missed it - the shop was shut. I was so disappointed - TSOM was so much a part of my childhood. Of course I'd had it on video once but the videos are long gone along with the VCR. I wandered into an expensive book shop and browsed at the dvds. And there it was. So I bought it for a stupid amount of money, only slashing the cost by a quarter by buying a second dvd at half price (Shrek 2 if you're interested).

I remember being taken to the West End to see TSOM, it must have been about 1969. I wore my best clothes, patent shoes, a hat and gloves with my best coat. I think it was the Christmas holidays. I thought  Liesl was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen and I wanted to be her. I wanted hair like Brigitta. And when I grew up was going to have seven children and live in a palace next to a lake in the Alps. Much of the story apart from the singing went right over my head.

Then TSOM came to television. We watched every Christmas Day and/or Easter and other bank holidays when you had to be in front of the tv at the stated time or miss it. We had a cassette of all the songs and sang along with them from London to Wales/Scotland/Switzerland/Italy with a caravan in tow. It was one of the first films we taped on video when VCRs became de riguer. (Haven't seen 'de riguer' used much recently - it was everywhere a few years ago. Funny that.)

So I put it on yesterday afternoon for DD and I to watch together. I explained a bit to her about what was going to happen as I knew she'd get bored with the beginning if she wasn't excited about meeting the children. I caught her beaming at the screen when the children started singing and dancing.

This is how I wanted to spend our summers
I, on the other hand found myself crying through much of it. I could only see seven children without a mummy. A man who'd lost his beloved wife. A family who were about to leave everything they knew and owned as they fled the Nazis. A Baroness who wasn't quite good enough for the man she loved. A beautiful palace by a lake that I would never live in. Julie Andrews with a figure and a voice that I would never have. A rich husband and seven children that I won't have either. A lifestyle that pretty much died with the 1930s but the life I would have ordered had I been invited to place an order when I was seven.

DD: Why are you crying Mummy?
Me: Because it's sad.
DD: It's not making me cry.

After kindergarten today I asked DD if she'd like to watch Shrek 2 this time. "No, I want that one again with the children."
Me: What's your favourite bit?
DD: When they take those things.
Me: What things?
DD: Those things out of the car so the bad people can't chase them.
Me (surprised): Oh.